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1 through F › Constantine
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
4
Views:
2,666
Reviews:
12
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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Constantine/Hellblazer does not belong to me and this is a work of fanfiction created purely for entertainment purposes. I am making no profit from this.
4
Notes: I might have a slight obsession with Balthazar's tail going on. This chapter is plotless smut, I have no excuse other than listening to Bush.
Sheep go to Heaven, Goats go to Hell
Chapter 4
“Oh God Johnny, I'm in love.” Balthazar moaned obscenely, very much enjoying his first experience with chocolate. The demon had followed Constantine to the couch and sat next to him, his eyes half-lidded as he licked melting chocolate from his fingers with his forked tongue. John was watching, television on but ignored. He couldn't help but stare at the halfbreed, who was oblivious to the attention while his focus was set on the last few squares of chocolate.
“Glad you like it.” John muttered, not having expected a reaction of such orgasmic bliss from the former demon.
“Mmh, it's so good it should be a sin,” Balthazar replied, a shiver of delight rippling through him as he popped the final piece between his lips, sighing. Constantine wondered how any creature could be so blatantly built for sex, even without the demon inside him.
He'd met plenty of halfbreeds in his time and none had oozed sex the way Balthazar did. The man was lust personified, he looked as though he was built purely to be touched, tasted, pressed down into the sheets and fucked.
Thoughts causing a reaction he knew he shouldn't be broadcasting, Constantine cursed inwardly and cast about for a distraction, his eyes lighting upon the tail currently amusing itself with the foil from the chocolate wrapper.
“Are you completely human now? Do you have any power left?” Constantine asked, meeting the former demon's eyes as they glowed red for an instant.
“A little.” Balthazar smirked, allowing his tail to wave back and forth between them. “I still have this, too.” He said, unable to fathom what it must be like not to have a tail. He was totally unprepared, however, when Constantine reached out and grabbed it.
John caught the swaying tail neatly out of the air, not expecting the way Balthazar tensed, his eyes wide and a strangled gasp leaving his lips.
“Does it hurt?” The exorcist asked, pressing the pad of his thumb against the spade-shaped tip and rubbing in smooth circles. Balthazar collapsed back into the couch, head falling back and fingers gripping the cushions tightly as he arched.
“N-no, just so...s-sensitive, Johnny...” He managed to choke, his eyes sliding closed and a low moan of pleasure forced from his lips.
Constantine hadn't intended to cause such a wanton reaction in the former demon, but now that he had, he couldn't help but let it play out. He wanted Balthazar and they both knew it, he didn't care enough to try and resist the temptation of the creature writhing next to him.
“Unh, Johnny... Feels so good...” Balthazar groaned, unprepared for how different pleasure felt as a mortal. It had always felt not quite real before, but now it was clear and deep and wrapping around the very core of him. He couldn't think, his skin was tingling all over, begging to be touched. Just having John massaging the delicate head of his tail wasn't enough and he gave a groan of frustration through clenched teeth, slithering into Constantine's lap and staring down at the exorcist with dark, dilated eyes.
“I never knew humans felt things this way,” Balthazar moaned, wetting his lips with his snake-like tongue, John's eyes trailing over his skin like a physical touch. “H-how do you bear it, Johnny?”
Constantine followed the line of Balthazar's tail up to where it met his writhing body, tracing circles around the base and enjoying the choked, desperate noises the halfbreed made. The former demon was pleading and writhing in his lap, grinding wantonly against him. His bandaged hands were on Constantine's shoulders, thighs straddling the exorcist's hips and pressing down against the hardness he could feel beneath him.
“Nnh, d-don't torture me, Johnny...” Balthazar groaned as the base of his tail was squeezed and stroked, Constantine giving him an evil little smirk.
When Balthazar saw the enjoyment on Constantine's face he sat back a little on the exorcist's lap, panting for breath. He was so close, but he needed just a little more and if Constantine enjoyed watching so much...
“Mmhh, yesss...” Balthazar hissed, John's eyes widening as he watched the former demon writhe in his lap, sliding one hand up beneath his shirt and the other down under the waistband of the slacks he was wearing. “Just... Mmh, just there...” The halfbreed closed his eyes and wrapped a hand around his cock, giving a ragged moan of pleasure. John continued to play with his tail, matching his strokes to Balthazar's and watching the way his body arched.
“S-so close, please, just a little more,” the halfbreed gasped, his hips rocking and sending delicious friction through Constantine. The exorcist reached up with one hand and wrapped it around the back of Balthazar's neck, bringing him down for a long, heated kiss. John realised it was the first time he'd kissed someone with a forked tongue and thoroughly explored the former demon's lush mouth, noting the sharp little canines and the slight taste of chocolate.
Drawing back a little for breath, Balthazar moaned and kept his eyes closed, a perfect little frown on his face and his lips slightly parted with each gasped breath. He was right on the edge of orgasm, his free hand clutching John's shirt as he ground down against the hardness he could feel pressing up against him.
“Open your eyes.” Constantine ordered in a slightly breathless voice, watching the former demon struggle to force his dilated eyes to focus.
Balthazar locked eyes with the man beneath him and gasped his name breathlessly, leaning down for another kiss. His release rushed over him a moment later and he broke the kiss to throw his head back and cry out raggedly, a deep shudder rocking through his body and his tail thrashing. It was the most beautiful thing Constantine could ever remember seeing, and he'd looked into heaven itself.
“Unh... Johnny...” Balthazar moaned, collapsing bonelessly against the exorcist and letting the aftershocks of his release shiver through him.
Constantine let go of his tail and couldn't help groping the half-breed's pert ass as he withdrew his hand, earning a surprised breath from the former demon.
“Perhaps being mortal has its perks...” Balthazar commented once he'd gotten his breath back, confusing Constantine by sliding off him onto the floor, smirking wickedly. “Let me help you with that,” he purred, parting Constantine's thighs and kneeling between them to unzip and unbutton his way to the exorcist's cock. It was rock hard and John let out a breath of relief as it was freed, watching with dark eyes as Balthazar licked his lips hungrily.
The half-breed's tail swung back and forth lazily behind him as he leant in, taking John in his burning mouth. The exorcist groaned and threaded both hands in the former demon's hair, guiding him in a slow rhythm.
Balthazar relaxed and let Johnny set the pace, dragging his forked tongue along the sensitive underside of John's cock and humming softly, the low vibrations sending sparks of pleasure through Constantine.
“God, you're good at that,” John groaned, head falling back as Balthazar chuckled wickedly around him and hollowed his cheeks. “Ugh, Christ...”
Just the picture Balthazar made on all fours, tail swinging behind him, eyes closed and perfect mouth doing what it was definitely made for had Constantine teetering on the edge of release in no time. He groaned out Balthazar's name to warn him but the halfbreed just smirked around him, flicking his forked tongue across the head of John's cock.
That was enough to send him over the edge and he came with a snarl, tightening his grip in Balthazar's hair for a moment. The former demon swallowed everything he had, purring like a hungry cat. When he'd finally milked Constantine of every last drop the exorcist released his hair and he knelt up, licking his lips.
“I really do enjoy being able to taste you, Johnny.” The halfbreed said in his accented voice, turning to nuzzle John's hand as it ran through his hair.
“I'm happy to oblige.” Constantine replied with a wry smile, wondering how the hell he was ever going to let Balthazar go now.
“Shower with me?” The halfbreed murmured, sleepily enjoying John stroking his hair. He realised a moment later what he'd said and wondered if he'd presumed too much – perhaps Constantine had only wanted a quick one-time playmate? He was about to recant his words when John spoke.
“Come on, then. But don't blame me if you come out dirtier than when you went in.” The exorcist smirked, getting up, stretching and offering the kneeling halfbreed a hand.
Balthazar took it and slithered up gracefully, giving a seductive smile and enjoying the relief that flooded through him from the knowledge that he meant more than a quick fuck to Constantine.
“Sounds like a challenge, Johnny.” Balthazar purred, following his lover from the room.
TBC
Sheep go to Heaven, Goats go to Hell
Chapter 4
“Oh God Johnny, I'm in love.” Balthazar moaned obscenely, very much enjoying his first experience with chocolate. The demon had followed Constantine to the couch and sat next to him, his eyes half-lidded as he licked melting chocolate from his fingers with his forked tongue. John was watching, television on but ignored. He couldn't help but stare at the halfbreed, who was oblivious to the attention while his focus was set on the last few squares of chocolate.
“Glad you like it.” John muttered, not having expected a reaction of such orgasmic bliss from the former demon.
“Mmh, it's so good it should be a sin,” Balthazar replied, a shiver of delight rippling through him as he popped the final piece between his lips, sighing. Constantine wondered how any creature could be so blatantly built for sex, even without the demon inside him.
He'd met plenty of halfbreeds in his time and none had oozed sex the way Balthazar did. The man was lust personified, he looked as though he was built purely to be touched, tasted, pressed down into the sheets and fucked.
Thoughts causing a reaction he knew he shouldn't be broadcasting, Constantine cursed inwardly and cast about for a distraction, his eyes lighting upon the tail currently amusing itself with the foil from the chocolate wrapper.
“Are you completely human now? Do you have any power left?” Constantine asked, meeting the former demon's eyes as they glowed red for an instant.
“A little.” Balthazar smirked, allowing his tail to wave back and forth between them. “I still have this, too.” He said, unable to fathom what it must be like not to have a tail. He was totally unprepared, however, when Constantine reached out and grabbed it.
John caught the swaying tail neatly out of the air, not expecting the way Balthazar tensed, his eyes wide and a strangled gasp leaving his lips.
“Does it hurt?” The exorcist asked, pressing the pad of his thumb against the spade-shaped tip and rubbing in smooth circles. Balthazar collapsed back into the couch, head falling back and fingers gripping the cushions tightly as he arched.
“N-no, just so...s-sensitive, Johnny...” He managed to choke, his eyes sliding closed and a low moan of pleasure forced from his lips.
Constantine hadn't intended to cause such a wanton reaction in the former demon, but now that he had, he couldn't help but let it play out. He wanted Balthazar and they both knew it, he didn't care enough to try and resist the temptation of the creature writhing next to him.
“Unh, Johnny... Feels so good...” Balthazar groaned, unprepared for how different pleasure felt as a mortal. It had always felt not quite real before, but now it was clear and deep and wrapping around the very core of him. He couldn't think, his skin was tingling all over, begging to be touched. Just having John massaging the delicate head of his tail wasn't enough and he gave a groan of frustration through clenched teeth, slithering into Constantine's lap and staring down at the exorcist with dark, dilated eyes.
“I never knew humans felt things this way,” Balthazar moaned, wetting his lips with his snake-like tongue, John's eyes trailing over his skin like a physical touch. “H-how do you bear it, Johnny?”
Constantine followed the line of Balthazar's tail up to where it met his writhing body, tracing circles around the base and enjoying the choked, desperate noises the halfbreed made. The former demon was pleading and writhing in his lap, grinding wantonly against him. His bandaged hands were on Constantine's shoulders, thighs straddling the exorcist's hips and pressing down against the hardness he could feel beneath him.
“Nnh, d-don't torture me, Johnny...” Balthazar groaned as the base of his tail was squeezed and stroked, Constantine giving him an evil little smirk.
When Balthazar saw the enjoyment on Constantine's face he sat back a little on the exorcist's lap, panting for breath. He was so close, but he needed just a little more and if Constantine enjoyed watching so much...
“Mmhh, yesss...” Balthazar hissed, John's eyes widening as he watched the former demon writhe in his lap, sliding one hand up beneath his shirt and the other down under the waistband of the slacks he was wearing. “Just... Mmh, just there...” The halfbreed closed his eyes and wrapped a hand around his cock, giving a ragged moan of pleasure. John continued to play with his tail, matching his strokes to Balthazar's and watching the way his body arched.
“S-so close, please, just a little more,” the halfbreed gasped, his hips rocking and sending delicious friction through Constantine. The exorcist reached up with one hand and wrapped it around the back of Balthazar's neck, bringing him down for a long, heated kiss. John realised it was the first time he'd kissed someone with a forked tongue and thoroughly explored the former demon's lush mouth, noting the sharp little canines and the slight taste of chocolate.
Drawing back a little for breath, Balthazar moaned and kept his eyes closed, a perfect little frown on his face and his lips slightly parted with each gasped breath. He was right on the edge of orgasm, his free hand clutching John's shirt as he ground down against the hardness he could feel pressing up against him.
“Open your eyes.” Constantine ordered in a slightly breathless voice, watching the former demon struggle to force his dilated eyes to focus.
Balthazar locked eyes with the man beneath him and gasped his name breathlessly, leaning down for another kiss. His release rushed over him a moment later and he broke the kiss to throw his head back and cry out raggedly, a deep shudder rocking through his body and his tail thrashing. It was the most beautiful thing Constantine could ever remember seeing, and he'd looked into heaven itself.
“Unh... Johnny...” Balthazar moaned, collapsing bonelessly against the exorcist and letting the aftershocks of his release shiver through him.
Constantine let go of his tail and couldn't help groping the half-breed's pert ass as he withdrew his hand, earning a surprised breath from the former demon.
“Perhaps being mortal has its perks...” Balthazar commented once he'd gotten his breath back, confusing Constantine by sliding off him onto the floor, smirking wickedly. “Let me help you with that,” he purred, parting Constantine's thighs and kneeling between them to unzip and unbutton his way to the exorcist's cock. It was rock hard and John let out a breath of relief as it was freed, watching with dark eyes as Balthazar licked his lips hungrily.
The half-breed's tail swung back and forth lazily behind him as he leant in, taking John in his burning mouth. The exorcist groaned and threaded both hands in the former demon's hair, guiding him in a slow rhythm.
Balthazar relaxed and let Johnny set the pace, dragging his forked tongue along the sensitive underside of John's cock and humming softly, the low vibrations sending sparks of pleasure through Constantine.
“God, you're good at that,” John groaned, head falling back as Balthazar chuckled wickedly around him and hollowed his cheeks. “Ugh, Christ...”
Just the picture Balthazar made on all fours, tail swinging behind him, eyes closed and perfect mouth doing what it was definitely made for had Constantine teetering on the edge of release in no time. He groaned out Balthazar's name to warn him but the halfbreed just smirked around him, flicking his forked tongue across the head of John's cock.
That was enough to send him over the edge and he came with a snarl, tightening his grip in Balthazar's hair for a moment. The former demon swallowed everything he had, purring like a hungry cat. When he'd finally milked Constantine of every last drop the exorcist released his hair and he knelt up, licking his lips.
“I really do enjoy being able to taste you, Johnny.” The halfbreed said in his accented voice, turning to nuzzle John's hand as it ran through his hair.
“I'm happy to oblige.” Constantine replied with a wry smile, wondering how the hell he was ever going to let Balthazar go now.
“Shower with me?” The halfbreed murmured, sleepily enjoying John stroking his hair. He realised a moment later what he'd said and wondered if he'd presumed too much – perhaps Constantine had only wanted a quick one-time playmate? He was about to recant his words when John spoke.
“Come on, then. But don't blame me if you come out dirtier than when you went in.” The exorcist smirked, getting up, stretching and offering the kneeling halfbreed a hand.
Balthazar took it and slithered up gracefully, giving a seductive smile and enjoying the relief that flooded through him from the knowledge that he meant more than a quick fuck to Constantine.
“Sounds like a challenge, Johnny.” Balthazar purred, following his lover from the room.
TBC